[The ironic thing is... Hayame was actually trying to capture them, rather than kill them. Not because she didn't want to kill them, but because she had promised to cooperate in Estinien's plan to capture their shards and try to find ways to cleanse the black sludge's influence. But it would be far easier to bring them back as captives in shard form... and if this world is to be this sick and twisted that the dead would not die, then she could use that horrible fact to her advantage in this one instance.
His words are... not praise. She shouldn't expect it, because she had no lord, she'd only just begun to think a life could be lived without one... and then she was here, where she'd had to cling all too fiercely to what little made sense to her, the life she'd once known, rather than go insane, and any progress she might have made... perhaps it's lost. Perhaps it wasn't the only thing lost.
... Five probably wasn't a decent enough number. Not for glory or notice in a place like this.]
... I heard that Vaeka woman was saved.
[An invitation for him to tell of his own exploits in turn, if he wished, as she fastidiously tends to her bowstring.]
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His words are... not praise. She shouldn't expect it, because she had no lord, she'd only just begun to think a life could be lived without one... and then she was here, where she'd had to cling all too fiercely to what little made sense to her, the life she'd once known, rather than go insane, and any progress she might have made... perhaps it's lost. Perhaps it wasn't the only thing lost.
... Five probably wasn't a decent enough number. Not for glory or notice in a place like this.]
... I heard that Vaeka woman was saved.
[An invitation for him to tell of his own exploits in turn, if he wished, as she fastidiously tends to her bowstring.]